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Geoffrey Chang
Australia
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Paul Chang
New Zealand
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Michael Smith
Australia
1768 creative works found
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CHECK OUT THE CHEWBACCA GUITAR HERO / . / / . / Massive thanks to the buyers of this design!!! / steve / . / MORE DESIGNS / . / / / / / / / /
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Our society’s addiction to oil and oil based products is threatening the human race. Corporate greed is compromising human rights and the environment through pollution and global warming. Things must change before it’s too late. This t-shirt is designed to quickly communicate the relationship between oil consumption and human suffering. The image of a hand gun and the use of the colour red represents blood and human suffering (so I would recommend a red t-shirt, but it still works on other colours). The fuel pump nozzle and use of black represents oil and petrol consumption. The link between the two items is the ‘trigger’, each of which is designed to be levered by the human finger.
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“I take my camera out to sea, the coast is always changing” / - Maximo Park Thank you all so much for your comments and faves!! This image has become my most popular and has had a great response, so thanks again for the visit
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This intimate, bright yet dark, static yet flowing, autumn themed image was made in Baxter State Park, Maine, USA in October 2006. I like the contrast of the flowing water beneath the still branches, the pop of color from the remaining birch leaves, and the juxtaposition of the branch atop the stream in tone and color! /
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What if I had done it this way? / What if I had not done it that way… / I should’ve, I could’ve and of course / Why didn’t I … Just a reflective moment in my life now. lots of Big life changing decisions to make.
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Our society’s addiction to oil and oil based products is threatening the human race. Corporate greed is compromising human rights and the environment through pollution and global warming. Things must change before it’s too late. This t-shirt is designed to quickly communicate the relationship between oil consumption and human suffering. The image of a hand gun and the use of the colour red represents blood and human suffering (so I would recommend a white t-shirt, but it still works on other colours). The fuel pump nozzle and use of black represents oil and petrol consumption. The link between the two items is the ‘trigger’, each of which is designed to be levered by the human finger.
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Woman and wing. Photograph. Pigment ink print on acrylic and Inkaid treated Kinwashi Japanese paper. Print has natural deckled edges (not shown). The dark female figure is veiled in soft focus and and reflective gold.
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Skeleton of desert plant. Studio still life. Photo based mixed medium image. Extreme image softness, textures, and grain.
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Obama Face Red White and Blue t shirts. Barack Obama for President.
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I’m not a historical scholar nor Lakota, and this visionary interpretation originates from within myself. The inspiration however, is rooted in both established tradition and the realities of prairie ecosystems. This image is like the caterpillar nestled within the cocoon of its own spinning. The true story curls in upon itself and stays hidden, awaiting the time of emergence. Here’s a little of its history: I visited an exhibition of 19th century adornment created by First Nations Plains cultures. One item in particular caught my interest; an ornament skillfully crafted to resemble a large cocoon. Accompanying text noted that Lakota warriors often attached an actual or facsimile of the large Prairie Sphinx moth cocoon in their hair before entering battle, and cocoons were associated with bison, earth, and wind. It was worn as a method of transferring moth’s powers to the warrior, disorienting enemies as the whirlwind stirs the prairie dust and tornados destruct all in their path. I’m intrigued by transformation and metamorphosis, and understanding the biological processes makes it all the more amazing. Over the years I’d sometimes think about these caterpillars burrowing under ground to spin cocoons, and the link with bison, wind, and protection in battle. I’d remember that cocoon fetish and wonder who’d made and worn it. While working on my degree I took several ecobiology courses and by chance had an opportunity to learn more about prairie ecosystems. I compared the science, the Lakota tradition, my own observations and experiences on the rez and walking the northern and midwestern prairie. The result was this painting and enough material to fill a small book. Below is an exerpt describing the emergence of the Prairie Sphinx from hibernation. I understand why bison, earth, wind and the cocoon are related in the Lakota context and oddly enough, the scientific. One compliments the other, for both are true. There is a connection and without bison, the Prairie Sphinx cannot exist. She’s teetering on the edge of extinction now that the great annual migrations have ceased. The other creatures in the painting (aside from bison) all live underground, usually taking up residence in abandoned prairie dog communities. “And so I welcome Prairie Sphinx Woman, my companion. In a sacred manner we dance, celebrating the circle of life. We dance great circles like the seasons, and spin tiny circles like the finch’s nest. Her feet are so light they don’t touch the ground, tripping flower to flower. Mine are clumsy and earth bound but still keeping in time. Yummni, the little dust devil boy, swirls laughingly round our feet as we step to the chattering chant of Burrowing Owl’s song, the dry rattling of Rattlesnake’s shaker. Always, always, the drone of rhythmic whirring, chirping, and clicking of insects vibrating through the shimmering prairie heat. Their chant flows within and without , underscoring all. The sacred, cleansing perfume of sage and good – spirit calling aroma of sweetgrass intoxicates as we mimic Meadowlark’s melodic call. Our dance recalls the free spirited diving and dipping grace of swallow as he rides the wild winds that announce a / Text and Image copyright Helena Nelson -Reed, please don’t use without written permission. rising storm. In one way this day is like any other, it is precious.”
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© Marbia Studios / This image cannot be reproduced in any format without the express written permission of Marbia Studios. Here are my resent vector art work’s, I think I just went vector crazy. I’m still working on a few other designs. Please feel free to look at my other work /
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The heart and tree are used to symbolise the vulnerable state of our planet and the time we spend affecting it. / . / MORE DESIGNS / . / / / / / / / /
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The whole world can change in a minute The whole world can change in a minute / Your life can change in a day / 3 seconds too late or too early / Can steal your existence away I have stood many times at a bedside / And held a hand as they died / I have seen some who had a full lifetime / While others never once tried By Chris51 / Thanks to Tony Ryan / Model: Danielle
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al·ter /ˈɔltər/ [awl-ter] / –verb (used without object) to change; become different or modified. / [Origin: 1350–1400; ME < OF alterer < LL alter�?re to change, worsen, deriv. of L alter other] / —Synonyms 1. See adjust, change. (Further detail about this work in my blog & journal)
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Vast rows of deciduous trees can be seen in perfect columns, displaying their autumn attire, at this tree farm in eastern Oregon. Tree farmers sow rows of trees in varying stages so they can be harvested at different times and therefore produce a constant yield to maintain a consistent gross.
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A massive storm gets ready to unleash its awesome power over an outback road in Western Australia.
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I created these 2 pieces (slightly different from one another Transcension By Devine Light ) then a title came to mind (btw~it always happens this way for me) the word TRANSCENSION, it fit it perfectly then i pulled it up on google and found this article: Answering the Fermi Paradox: Exploring the Mechanisms of Universal Transcension, © 2002-2007 by John Smart / http://www.accelerating.org/articles/answeringfermiparadox.html / This was the section that stood out to me: / In transcension, once intelligence saturates its local environment, it is constrained to leave local spacetime. It learns how to enter hyperspace, that suspected multidimensional environment hinted at in our string, supersymmetry, and M-theory, and within which cosmologists tell us new universes may be born and other yet-uncertain events may happen. In transcension, advanced intelligence inevitably moves out of our slow and computationally-restrictive spacetime, multi-locally, once it reaches a certain point in its development. The developmental singularity hypothesis is one of several possible versions of the transcension scenario, but it need not be proven correct for constrained transcension to remain the destiny of local intelligence. / In this section i read, i realized this is what i was deplicting, a transformation of this being into a higher state and leaving of this space and time. Isnt it amazing how something you create triggers you to find its meaning and a justification of why you sought out to create it? Lisa C. Weber ©2008 (Created with Bryce 6.1) Visit My Complete Bubble for all My 3D Artwork. Thanks for dropping by and enjoy!
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I see a red door and I want it painted black / No colors anymore I want them to turn black / I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes / I have to turn my head until my darkness goes I see a line of cars and they’re all painted black / With flowers and my love both never to come back / I see people turn their heads and quickly look away / Like a new born baby it just happens ev’ry day I look inside myself and see my heart is black / I see my red door and it has been painted black / Maybe then I’ll fade away and not have to face the facts / It’s not easy facin’ up when your whole world is black No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue / I could not foresee this thing happening to you If I look hard enough into the settin’ sun / My love will laugh with me before the mornin’ comes I see a red door and I want it painted black / No colors anymore I want them to turn black / I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes / I have to turn my head until my darkness goes Hmm, hmm, hmm,... I wanna see it painted, painted black / Black as night, black as coal / I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky / I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black / Yeah! ~Lyrics The Rolling Stones
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Created as a reminder that change is always within reach. However, the title reflects the true symbolism in the art work. ON SALE NOW THROUGH OCTOBER 31, 2008 Quick view as a Framed Print: / Available as beautiful inspirational notecards too. /
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Another shot taken during yesterdays cool change. Incomming stormy clouds and a wind shift blowing in along the Mornington Peninsula Coast…thanks for looking. comments most welcome as always…cheers, Rob.
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